I met you when I was out of my mind Faking the Virginia Reel I should've seen we were flying blind That midnight oil burning at my heels Then walked in good Mother Mary Wearing her dancing boots Sooner or later you'll find out Who you are, who you ain't, and which is true You'll find out which is true I'm mending hats that my father wore Changing my chambray blood I hung my heart on a Celtic Cross High upon a neon palm Then Walked in good Mother Mary Wearing her dancing boots Sooner or later you'll find out She's bound to get the best of you She'll get the best of you She'll get the best of you She'll get the best of you She'll get the best of you She'll get the best of you It gets the best of you It gets the best of you It gets the best of you